Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 86
"Tell me, is there a possibility..." Tang Ze rubbed his chin, showing a delicate expression, "How about we open a detective agency?"

After listening to Amuro Toru's "My Opinions on Various Reimbursement Items and Amount Allocation", Tang Ze fully affirmed his talent in this area.

Maybe after working undercover and returning to the sun, this person can be an accountant or something, so he can do the bills and pay for nothing, and he won't be imprisoned or committed suicide. What a good choice.

Then, based on his opinions, Tang Ze came up with a very creative idea.

"Look, if you have a firm, it's easier to pay the bills first." Although Tang Ze has a little knowledge of specific accounting knowledge, he still has an opinion. , is it easier to allocate funds to a firm than to an individual? And Mr. Amuro, don’t you think it’s convenient to have the title of detective?”

Amuro looked at Tang Ze approvingly with childish eyes, moved a little closer, and whispered in his ear: "It's always been about the company, um, the fake accounts of the shell company and the like...cough, I won't explain this to you in detail. However, the detective agency is a good idea..."

The more he thought about it, the more feasible it became, Toru Amuro couldn't help rubbing his chin and squinting his eyes.

Tang Ze will often use the identity of Goro Akechi in the future.

The organization defined his background as a talented detective with overseas study experience. In order to facilitate his activities, the identity certificate even included a degree certificate, and did not really find him a school to study.

But because of his age and habits, newspapers and TV still call him a high school student detective... It would be more convenient for Tang Ze to act if he could be affiliated with an agency.

As for Toru Amuro himself, it is common for him to work and infiltrate in order to perform tasks. If he has the title of detective, it will make his actions more logical.

As a mystic of the organization, he still resists being exposed to the camera, but since Tang Ze is actually proficient in disguise, then...

"It's a good idea. I'll make arrangements to prepare a license..."

"Well, Mr. Amuro, you are a legal gun holder, do you have a certificate?"

"Yes, this is actually a plus for private detectives. What about you..."

The two stood behind the bar, whispering head to head, their movements and expressions were very consistent, they both touched their chins with one hand, their narrowed eyes shone brightly, there was a kind of beauty of outlaw lunatics, and finally some members of the organization gathered together atmosphere.

Xing Chuanhui, who was sitting in his original position waiting for Tang Ze, watched the two of them gather together from a distance, and felt a chill on his back for no reason.

...I always feel that what they are talking about is definitely not a good thing.

If Tang Ze heard his slander, he would definitely refute him righteously: "How can you say it's not a good thing? Every dollar we spend is the hammer of justice and the tears of the organization!"

All in all, all in all, hope gin is ok.

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Tang Ze led Xing Chuanhui into Shibuya's subway station, stuffed him with a drink without any explanation, walked familiarly into the winding underground passage, and walked into a remote staircase.

"Do you want to enter from here?" Counting today, this is the third time Xing Chuanhui has entered the cognitive world. He looked curiously at the way he came from, and was slightly nervous.

"Actually, it doesn't matter where you come in." Tang Ze held a lollipop in his mouth, took out his mobile phone and started to operate, "It's the same everywhere within this subway station."

"So you've come all this way to...?"

"To find a place where no one is around." Tang Ze complained about the original work, "Disappearing out of thin air on the street or something... If this kind of thing is discovered, the career of the monster thief will be over..."

With Tang Ze's click, the surrounding space distorted and changed color like a collapsed wall, and the stairs in front of them had turned into a black-red entrance to the Impression Space.

"...Wow." Xing Chuanhui sighed, he watched Tang Ze next to him turn into a joker in an instant, and sighed again, "Wow..."

"It's quite spectacular." Tang Ze led him into the ticket gate, took out an automatic rifle from his arms as he walked, and handed it to Xing Chuanhui, "Will this one work?"

"Know how to use it...Where did you hide it?" Xing Chuanhui took the weapon he handed over in a daze, and looked at Tang Ze in amazement.

Tang Ze usually pulls things out of the inventory from the inventory. When he is in the outside world, he is usually more restrained, and he will cover it up with a bag. In the cognitive world, he has no scruples and waved his hand casually: "Don't ask, just treat it as It's magic. The car is over there."

The two went down the escalator to the first floor, and Xing Chuanhui was shocked to see a round Beetle parked on the crooked platform rails.

"This is the car you bought?" He swallowed, "You also brought it in from outside? How did you bring it in?"

Tang Ze smiled and said nothing.

This has to ask the amazing Akai Shuichi.

In fact, in the cognitive world, the place where means of transportation is most needed is in the impression space of the Shibuya subway.

This public hall of the collective subconscious of the public, the upper part is connected to the normal superficial consciousness, and the lower part is directly connected to the depths of human nature.

Tang Ze is not sure whether there is a Holy Grail in the impression space of this world, and whether he needs to use it layer by layer to unlock it step by step with the increase in the reputation of the phantom thieves, but as far as his current exploration progress is concerned, he can only Go down to about four floors underground.

The main difficulty is not fighting, but Tang Ze with only one pair of feet, and he can't go very far even if he runs and smokes.

Therefore, when seeing Akai Hideichi again at the subway station, Tang Ze made two requests, one is to change the object of protection transfer from himself to Xing Chuanhui, and the other is... to help him transport a car to Shibuya subway station .

Akai Shuichi's expression of bewilderment and shock that he almost couldn't hold a cigarette in his mouth gave Tang Ze the urge to pick up his phone and take a picture.

The powerful FBI finally got it done for him. Using a business activity as an excuse, they transported a small Beetle as a display item and dragged it into the underground store. After the event was over, Tang Ze bought the car When I got down, my brain was stuffed into the impression space.

But the time and space in the Impression Space are chaotic and distorted. Tang Ze dare not drive it casually by himself. If he gets out of the car and enters the small room to hammer a wave of shadows, and then gets out of the car and it is wiped out by him, why would he cry? Go, his car won't turn into a cat and run after him.

So this Beetle can only be parked at the entrance lonely, waiting for a predestined person to be a tool for Tang Ze.

Tang Ze patted the tool man Xing Chuanhui on the shoulder: "I've already marked the other party, and I'll put the phone next to the steering wheel for navigation later. Your task is to pay attention to the direction marked by the navigation and find the nearest road. Don't stop for anything weird, don't get out of the car if you're surrounded or blocked, stop and let me come... Do you understand?"

Xing Chuanhui, who had only experienced the peaceful and peaceful Jiangu Zero Cinema for the time being, seemed to understand, so he nodded in agreement.

Tang Ze was quite satisfied with his obedient new team member, handed him the car keys, and then waved forward boldly: "Okay, let's go, the task is urgent, time waits for no one!"

"The mission is urgent, what mission?" Xing Chuanhui opened the door of the driver's seat in a daze.

Tang Ze slumped into the co-pilot, tilted his legs forward in an arrogant posture, and said to Xing Chuanhui, who was putting on his seat belt honestly, "Because if you don't hurry up, the mission target will be crushed to death."

"Ok?"

(End of this chapter)